Sleep punched me in the eye.
Monthly Archives: March 2017
Hey! How are ya? Probably not real interested in reading about priorities when the novel update’s late. Again. Right? *headdesk*
Of Priorities & Novel Updates
I’m about 40 words away from being ready (I swear!), but I want to check with my time period resource (AKA Grandma) to fact-check it before I post it. It should be ready tomorrow.
Of course, it should have been ready Sunday or Monday. That’s where priorities come in.
Priorities & the Effect of Having Multiple Jobs
It may seem like I’m unreliable and bad with deadlines. I can totally see where you get that impression – repeatedly late novel updates; last-minute, late-night updates for Words & Deeds; updates about trying to do better; etc. It probably seems like I’m a bit flaky and unconcerned with pesky details (you know, like when I said I would do something).
Unfortunately, if you only know me through these blogs, that impression isn’t going to change, but contrary to appearances, it’s not because I’m unreliable about deadlines – it’s because I was stupid enough to say deadlines that weren’t possible. Not really (ok maybe).
No, it’s because these blogs are not at the top of my list of priorities.
These days, I’m working full-time at my original job as well as trying to start my own business. I’ve also had multiple music performances and practices this month to take away more time. Those have been and continue to be my top priorities. Words & Deeds and twytte come after all of those things.
And it shows.
It shows in the late posts and the novels updates, especially. And, unfortunately, I can’t promise that that’s going to change. On the contrary, I can say that the post schedule will probably get even more unreliable as my second job takes off. I wish that weren’t the case (and I will try to keep to the schedule I’ve made), but I honestly don’t see this improving in the near future.
Someday, I hope to be back to 1 job again (cross your fingers). If/when that happens, my priorities will change, and the blogs can move back to regular updates. Until that golden, glowing day, however, this is the way it’s gonna be.
To summarize, a short dialogue:
A: Being an adult sucks.
B: Yep. And?
Sometimes (thought too rarely, in truth),
I like to sit and be still, to
Listen to the world and
Empty my mind of thought, of plans –
No worries, no inner monologue: a
Calm, tranquil pool of water, too often too
Easily unsettled, unbalanced, or drained
A: My life is blunt!
A: I have no function! No percentage!
B: Percentage? Of what? Do you need help with math? There’s a button on your calculator that-
A: -No! I’m talking about my existence! My viability!
B: …your life?
A: Yes! It’s rounded.
B: You mean you’re well-rounded? Or it’s a circle.
A: No! It’s… worn. [B raises his eyebrows.] It’s… dull.
B: Oohh. You’re bored.
A: …what? No, I am person.
B: What? Oh. No. Bored. B-o-r-e-d. Your life doesn’t entertain or amuse you. It’s no fun.
A: But my life is fun! Very fun! I have fun for keeps. Endlessly
B: …ok…then, what’s the problem?
A: My life is blunt! Worn! [At B’s bemused expression, A let’s out a frustrated exclamation, pulls out a smart phone, and does a quick search.] Pointless! It’s pointless!
A: So what should I do?
B: Don’t teach.
Don’t worry – I didn’t forget the novel update for last weekend. I just haven’t had a chance to touch it yet. I am hoping to have some time to work on it tonight or tomorrow. The two jobs are taking up just as much time as I was afraid they would (if not more – especially with classes and setup for the real estate).
Worst case scenario, I will post 2 novel updates (1 of each) on Saturday, but I am hoping that I will have something for you before then. (Cross your fingers!)
Thanks for your patience!
Some ancient myth – No,
Propaganda proposed by
Rapacious clothing stores. Or
Ill-conceived set changes,
Not timed well, constantly re-ordered –
Governed by a fickle director.
An oversight, a quick mistake,
But now, it’s more than I can take!
Thinking of songs and dance and beer –
Of Irish craic, fun, and good cheer –
I forgot one thing (one little flaw),
And it’s like I broke some sainted law!
Constant pinches, laughter, too!
What country’s colors are black and blue?
And to pinch a girl for not wearing green?
That’s not Irish – that’s just plain mean!